During the three days after buying the dildo, I had Vic over. I was going to owe this guy a lot of money in the end. Good thing I make a lot of money.
He was really good in bed. I never expected sex with another guy to feel as good as he was able to make it.
I called him over early this morning for a quickie, I guess. We were lying on my bed, breathing heavily from our activities. I was on my back, coming down from my high and trying to catch my breath. Vic was lying beside me, playing with the mess we'd made on my lower abdomen.
“Is that some kind of fetish of yours? Playing with the jizz on my stomach?” I laughed, pushing his hand away lightly.
“No, I didn't even realize that I was doing it.” He handed me a tissue from the side of my bed so that I could clean myself off, and I threw it in the trash bin next to me.
“Gross,” I mumbled. “I gotta get ready,” I said, standing up and stretching my worn muscles.
“Where're you going?” Vic asked doing the same thing.
“I'm meeting up with a couple friends.” Vic nodded and slid his clothes on, tossing me my pants.
“Well, have fun,” he said and grabbed his bag. I chuckled a little.
“I’ll try. Maybe if one of them wasn't such an asshole.” He gave me a curious look. “He tends to be really homophobic and kinda selfish.” He mouthed an 'oh.'
“Then why do you hang out with them?” I shrugged, pulling my shirt over my head.
“I dunno. He’s not all bad, but he can be on occasions, I guess.” I put my shoes on and walked to the door with Vic. “I’ll see you later?” He nodded and smiled.
We both left the house. He went wherever he usually goes, and I went to the the mall to meet up with Justin and Jack. I finally pulled up to the mall and parked my car. I saw both of them already waiting outside the building.
“Hey, guys,” I said and waved to them as I got closer.
“Hey,” they both replied back.
“So I was thinking that we could go ahead and get something to eat first?” Jack suggested.
“Sure, what do you have in mind?” It was a stupid question—I already knew what the lanky kid wanted.
“Taco bell,” the smaller of my two friends said. Jack smiled brightly and turned, walking in through the doors. I took a tiny glance at his ass. Damn, I thought. I blinked quickly and shook my head. Okay, maybe sleeping with Vic was changing me a little, but I was definitely straight, just... the sex felt really, really good.
We made it to the fast food restaurant and sat down. Jack went ahead and ordered everything for us, so he was in the line, waiting for our food to be ready.
“So how have things been? How's work? I saw you a few days ago, but other than that, I haven't seen you recently.”
“I’ve been good. Work's good. I get to work at home and just send in my work, so it's not a bad thing. What about you?”
“Same. I quit my last job 'cause my manager was a dick. I'm still looking for a new one.” I nodded. “So, are you seeing anyone? I saw you come out of Spencer's the other day. Something for a lady friend, I hope. She cute?” I just laughed at how stupid he kinda was, and the fact that I did get some stuff, but not for a 'lady friend.' More like a replacement for a guy that I let fuck me until I can't move.
“Uh, no. I'm not seeing anyone.”
I stopped, looking at the table next to me, hearing light giggling. I looked at the couple sitting next to us. There were two guys laughing at something one of them had said. They looked really cute. I admired how into each other they seemed, and how unafraid they were about showing it. I wanted that, but with a girl. They looked over and smiled at me, and I returned it. I glanced quickly at Justin. He had a disgusted look on his face.
“Dude, stop looking at them like that," I said and got his attention.
“I'm sorry, but that's just so gross. Two guys? Ew.” Even though it wasn't towards me, I still felt a little hurt at the comment. I was sleeping with a guy. We weren't romantic or anything, but still. I didn’t see what those two were doing wrong. They were just together.
“Justin, don’t. They aren't doing anything. Just leave them be.” He looked at me, clearly confused. I used to take part in the hating. Not because I hated gays, but... I don't know. I just didn't agree with it as much, but now it hurt a little. In a way, I felt like it was towards me, too. He mumbled a 'whatever' as Jack came back over with our food.
“Aw, they're so cute.” Justin gave Jack a look, too.
“What the fuck guys? Are you turning into faggots, too?” This time, the disgusted look was coming from Jack and I.
“No, I just don't think it's right to hate on someone for what they like,” the skunk-haired boy said. I nodded along with him.
“Whatever, just don't turn into faggots like them," Justin said and pointed at the couple at the table. The couple looked over at us. Justin looked back at them, being quite rude.
We finished eating and walked away. I felt bad for the couple, so I walked up to them once Justin was far enough ahead of us. “I'm sorry about him. He's just... not accepting, I guess.”
“It’s cool. Thanks,” they said, and I walked away. I didn't need to apologize, but I felt like I had to.
We walked along the halls, just talking. We never really bought anything when we went there. I stopped in my tracks when I bumped into a familiar person.
"Oh, Kellin. Hi.” I looked up at the short, tan-skinned boy in front of me. I felt like the air was taken out of my lungs. I couldn't speak. Vic and my friends were in the same place... at the same time... great.
“I didn't know this is where you would be.”
“Uh, y-yeah. small world.” How the fuck was he so calm? I knew he wouldn't say anything, but it was still a little weird and kind of nerve-wracking.
“Are you going to introduce us to your friend?” Jack asked, hitting my shoulder and snapping me out of my daze.
“Yeah. Um, Vic this is Jack and Justin. Guys, this is Vic. He's a... a... friend... from work.” Fuck, I'm so bad at lying. They said their hellos and then we continued walking.
“Oh, hey, Kellin,” Vic called me back for a second. “Neither of them look like assholes.”
“Well, Justin, isn’t at first. Jack never is. He’s just a big child. But it's Justin, the smaller one, who’s the homophobic asshole.”
“Oh, so I'm guessing he doesn't know about you or your friend, Jack?”
“Neither of us is gay.” I reassured him.
“Then why do you let me fuck you? Okay. But your taller friend there with the blonde patch on the side of his head is. He just hasn't told you yet.” I shook my head at him for the ridiculous theory.
“Come on, faggot,” I heard Justin yell. Okay, that was the last straw.
“You know what, Justin, I'm just gonna go home. Have fun.” He gave me a disbelieving look and rolled his eyes. A little bit of anger started boiling through me.
“You okay? You look a little pissed.” I didn't answer his question.
“Wanna fuck?” He looked at me with wide eyes.
“Um... Yeah. Let's just go.” As he started to walk away, I pulled him back by his arm.
“No, now.” He was confused, but when I want sex and want it now, I’ll get it. I started to drag him to a back room. It looked like a storage area. The door was already open. It was farther away from people, so I hoped that they wouldn't hear us.
We got in the room, and Vic pulled the door shut. I pushed him against it, connecting our lips and tasting the sweet taste of Vic. My hands were on his neck and laced behind his head. His were on my hips, pulling them closer to his. “I don't have lube or a condom with me,” he mumbled against my lips.
“It's fine. I don't want them right now," I said back and continued to kiss him, rolling my hips into his, making both of us moan.
He started working on my zipper and pulling down my pants a little. I worked on unbuttoning his shirt. He pushed my pants down with my boxers and took a hold of my growing hard-on. “Unh... fuck…” I moaned and gripped onto his shirt tighter. I rested my head against his shoulder, and he worked his hand up and down my length, grip tight in all the right spots. I rutted my hips lightly, trying to get him to go faster, but he wouldn't. I decided to start working on him again.
I pulled his shirt off of his shoulders and started sucking and nipping at his collar bone. He moaned and rolled his head back. I took my shirt off as well as his pants. I took the last of my clothing off and threw everything in a pile.
Vic finally took charge, and I let him. I felt like I was turning into mush around him. He pushed me back against one of the walls and kissed me deeply. My hands were around his neck still. He took both of our lengths in his hand and pumped them together, using our precum as lube since we didn't have any with us.
The tan boy let go and hooked his hands under my thighs, picking me up, and my legs wrapped around his hips. He sucked on my neck, more than likely leaving a hickey on me.
"Fuck, Vic,” I moaned. “Just get in me.” I was so hard and turned on at this point that there was was no way we were stopping, not even if a janitor walked in. We were going to finish this. Vic brought me higher on his waist and held his dick at my entrance.
"Ready?” he mumbled against my sweet spot, just behind my ear. I moaned in response. He took that as a 'yes,' and I felt him slowly start to slip into me. It didn't hurt that much, but it felt weird having him in me without a condom. The only pain was that I wasn't stretched, and he had no lube. I was okay with it, though. I was so caught up in pure pleasure that I didn't care.
He let me adjust to him before he started moving in and out of me slowly. I moaned loudly as he hit the right spots in me. I kissed him and tightened my legs around him so that I wouldn't fall. He was a lot stronger than he looked—the only thing keeping me from falling was his pushing me against the wall and holding my hips tightly, probably leaving bruises. He started biting my ear and tugging on it. That turned me on, too. Almost everything did at that point. His thrusts were getting faster and harder as we both moaned and groaned.
“Oh, fuck! Vic, harder,” I yelled. I tried to be quiet, but Vic felt so good sliding in and out of me. He picked up his pace, and I heard that certain moan that he did when he was getting close. My hands gripped his hair, pulling it a little. We were both covered in a thin layer of sweat. He had one hand still hooked under my thigh and one stroking my insanely hard dick. “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck,” I moaned. His thumb swiped over my tip, and he hit right against my prostate. That was it for me. Complete ecstasy burst through my body as I came into his hand, yelling loudly.
“Shit, that was hot,” Vic said and kissed me again, deep and messy. Not that I could kiss back any better with his hand still gripping my sensitive member. I felt my muscles contract around him, and I felt him shoot inside me with a final groan. That was a really weird feeling, but it still felt kind of good. He stilled, then moved a little more, coming down from the high. We kissed a lot better than we did before. He set my feet back on the floor, and he slipped from me. I leaned against the wall for a second, my legs feeling like jelly.
“That was so amazing,” I said breathlessly. I picked up our clothes, and we put them back on before anyone could see us. Vic nodded and smiled. He kissed me, holding my hips. God, I couldn't get enough of kissing him. He tasted so good. “How about you follow me home, and we can continue this?” I bit my bottom lip as I asked him. He hummed in response and kissed me.
I left first, and then he did, so that it wouldn't be suspicious—two guys coming out of a room with sex hair. On my way out, I passed the guys that I saw earlier at the Taco Bell. They just smiled at me. I hope they didn't hear anything; I hope no one did
A/N: Chapter four yay! I hope you like this one because i really do. I had something else planned but I like how this one turned out :) Its longer than the rest. Please comment and let me know what you think. Feedback always helps me <3
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